The pain that floods my soul…
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The pain that floods my soul
Burns and hurts spins me into an evolution
No where listed in the constitution
Under life and the pursuit of happiness
Was a stylistic portrait of me
Yeah I’m stressed
I confess that this here game called life hurts
Burns and leaves me yearning for yet
I’ve given up on asking the reasons why… to a point
Until I come up with a new joint
Now I just wonder when
When… will… I… be… free?
How do I escape to just be me?
Quick clichés of seemingly smarter then me folk
Have ran their course,
All over my head and still I
Am left with these burns,
These hurts and pains
I say evolution cause I know this has got evolve into
When it’s quiet it’s loud and when it’s loud I ache and ache
Cause I just aint where I want to be but I heard somewhere that I’m right where I’m suppose to be...
This is what I feel
So don’t you go telling me I can’t have feelings
Cause it’s too late
Say a prayer? um...
My knees are black and my tears have fallen, my
Hands have been folded and my arms have been out stretched,
My face has been in the floor and my head held down,
My mouth has been dry...dry to the point of sleep
My tears have turned into whimpers
For there is nothing left
I… am… spent
Oh, the pain that floods my soul!
It’s a wonder my blood hasn’t begun to boil
My heart hasn’t busted
From these pains of being
Discussed with this game called life
Constitute this… Construct that… Create this
...I confirm this bliss- less- ness...and
that a change is going to come? What? NO
Has to come!
This hurt that
Encourages me… to live
My soul just won’t let it be
This still doesn’t stop the feeling
Cause I’m still alive
I won’t feel anything when I die…
and it won’t matter then.